Farewell, old friend

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Prologue

«Two things are infinite: the Universe and human stupidity; and I’m not sure about the Universe»

— Albert Einstein

I’d like to start with almost the same words.

Human jealousy is infinite. It corrupts and destroys the humanity inside a human itself. In connection with excessive self-pity, it encourages a person to do terrible things, just to satisfy it’s hunger of limitless envy.

Unfortunately, all of that has been said about my best…rather former best friend Alex. So then this is my tragic story about our long and weakened friendship lasting more than fifteen years.

Chapter I — The beginning of the end

It begins back in 2008, when Alex and I started going to a kindergarten. Now I understand that his forming into a jealous person had begun right then, since such a distant time ago.

When most children in our group were three years old, almost everyone was able to speak clearly already. Everyone…except Alex. As I remember, he was the only one who could not even say a short sentence. Only closer to his fifth birthday, he could just say «Oh! Mikl Kstaki hascom!». But I can clearly remember that full of envy look… It was easy to understand that he thought «It’s unfair! Everyone speaks, but I don’t!».

Well, of course you can feel sorry for Alex and say that he did not choose how smart he was born, but knowing Alex for my whole life, since my first memory, I can assure you, that his laziness and procrastination tendency could cause such a slow intelligence development, so I would still blame himself for that and nobody else.

We were growing up, the school routine began.

Since the first year of our education Alex has chosen the path of a nerd. And I think this decision was the point of no return for him. He started spending eight to ten hours a day learning useless information that he would never use, just to get good marks in the journal. Meanwhile, I was living a full life connecting with girls, going to parties and making friends. Of course he could not just look at that and sit back. What do you think he did? He started complaining to me! Everyday I received several voice messages with his dissatisfaction with life, where he was blaming the «global injustice» for all of his problems, but when I told him that the only reason for his problems was himself, he just got offended and broke off contact with me for a few days.

As you understand, later, any time I was successful, he became more and more jealous and self-pitying.

Everything had gone this way for ten years, until we turned to the eleventh grade…

Chapter II — The moment, when the mask was put on

In the last year of school Alex decided to seem like anybody else, but not a nerd. This way he became a poseur and a clown. The ridiculous behavior associated with the same appearance made him look even worse than before, but he did not realise it. An infinite number of useless attempts to be involved into a circle of people completely unsuitable for him often led to the fact that he created more enemies, but less friends. More and more in his every word and action there was evidence of his displeasure of life and an accumulated over the ten years being a nerd pure hatred of the world. Unfortunately, Alex didn’t get that hiding behind the deceitful mask of a «cool» guy wouldn’t solve his problems, and there will always be found an offended nerd behind it.

After we both finished school, nothing changed in Alex. Of course, it was predictable, but to be honest, I still had the ray of hope inside myself that Alex could be changed somehow, but later, when I realized that it’s impossible, it was too late already…

Chapter III — «…Farewell, old friend»

Everything changed in the summer of 2023, when Alex came to my house at midnight «just to play games». I let him in and we started playing a video game on my laptop. The game was going so that I was winning and he was losing. I saw him heating and sweating. Suddenly he started twitching and making odd noises. It seemed creepy. I wanted him to go. Actually, he often got angry when he was losing any game, but this time everything was different… I had a feeling like the whole bile that he was accumulating inside himself for his entire life was about to get out. And I was right.

After he lost another game, something clicked in his head and he started screaming so loudly that my ears were stuck. Then he grabbed my laptop and started crushing it with the following words «How do people like you always win?! How do you manage to be so successful?! It’s unfair! Why anyone else, but not me?!». I was just watching what was happening and thinking what to do next.

When Alex finished with my laptop, he froze. He slowly turned his head to me and started…staring…right into my soul… Jesus Christ… That was the scariest thing I’ve ever seen in my life… A completely insane and pitchy look that was slightly illuminated by moonlight in my dark room… I was thinking fast and I realized that my friend is no more. Now it was a pure evil standing in front of me. His fate had done the worst to him, and since that moment it could not be changed by any means. I understood that now he was going to satisfy his hunger of envy by killing me, and the only way I had left to save myself was to kill him first.

Suddenly I grabbed a heavy baseball bat and attacked Alex. He did not expect that and missed several hits due to that. I was beating him until he lost his mind. My whole room was covered in blood. As well as my hands and my face. I dragged Alex’s body to another room and started thinking about what happened.

Meanwhile, Alex was still alive. I looked at him and noticed that he moved his eyes. I reacted in time and avoided a sudden hit, after what I put my foot on his chest and started charging the last hit looking right in his eyes. Alex was out of forces, and the only thing he could say was «I can’t believe our friendship is really going to end like this». I replied «Our friendship has cracked, Alex. It is over. Farewell, old friend». Finishing my words I brought down the last blow on him and thereby chopped up his face. That was the end…of our friendship.

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